A Pill of my Own


spider web 4

Curiosity killed the thinker.

Had it been the morphine…

Perhaps, the Xanax from decades before…

that slowly closed the rational mind’s door.

Today, with a pill of my own

Yellow and oval.

Tasteless and small.

Tactful but cumulative.

Before the shrinking…I feel ten feet tall.

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